He shoots! He scores!
Back in July, Craig and I went to King’s Island with our friends Martha and Patrick. Even though we only live about an hour from the park, we decided ahead of time that we’d rather not have to worry about driving back late in the evening, so we reserved a room at a hotel just outside of Cincinnati (in Ft. Wright, KY). Ft. Wright is home to my best friend, Jeff, so I called him to see which hotel we should stay at, but before he could get back with me, I went ahead and just booked a room.
Turns out it was at Motel, but it was cool…….at first. I should have known, though, that we were in for a real treat when the desk attendant who checked us in was wearing a pink skirt and bleach white Keds with hot pink socks. I’m pretty sure her hair was all mall-banged out, too.
Anyway, the Motel didn’t have very good pillows (or, as our friend Ben would call them “pellows”), so when we went out on a beer run to Walgreens, Craig picked up a pillow. I don’t remember if they had regular pillows, or if Craig was in a hurry and just grabbed the first one he saw (I’ll spare the details about why we were in such a rush to get back to the Motel), but here’s the one he picked up:

We’ve become quite attached to Touchdown. He’s comfy, the right thickness, very, very soft…. a great pillow to use while watching hours of TV. The downside is that Craig became very territorial of Touchdown……. “HEY! Touchdown is mine! Give it back!” He rarely shares Touchdown. I can’t really blame him, though. Touchdown is awesome.
The only thing I wonder about is……… lately, a couple of times a week, Craig will sit on the recliner without Touchdown. Initially, I thought this was really odd. If Touchdown is on the one recliner, he’ll sit on the other. It’s the weirdest thing. But, as soon as he sits down, he’ll look at me and go “Hey Hon, can you throw me Touchdown?” So, of course, I’ll grab Touchdown and give him a good toss Craig’s way. Well, the other night we went through this routine and Craig says under his breath “Touchdown!” And then it hit me. Oh my God, I think Craig does this so the next day he can tell people he “scored last night.”
That’s my baby.





